Ride the Illusion

Do you need what you think you need?

Head first into the zombies feed

Keep on looking at the ground in front of you

You look like you're lost

Turn on your GPS!

Sign outside reads Happy Hours

But every face looks grey and dour

Underachieving and under exposed

Lacking any culture but the local sinking hole!

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Ride the illusion, where did we flow to?

Waiting in a traffic jam

Why can't we get through?

Ride the illusion, ride the illusion!

What became reality?

Shells of dilution

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We used to dream far beyond our reality

I used to see more happy beings

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The riddles of suppression

Let your mind breathe

Riddles of suppression

Let your mind breathe

Can you not see beyond?

Do you dare to dream beyond?

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Do you believe what you cannot see?

Or only what is shown through your TV

Keep on searching for a trend to smother you

You look like you're lost

Turn on your GPS!

Sign outside reads Happy Hours

But every face looks grey and dour

Authenticity falls into that digital hole

Now look at all that's happened in the stain on this world

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Ride the illusion, where could we flow to?

Technicolor flower dreams

Why can't we get through?

Ride the illusion, ride the illusion

What happened to reality?

Ceaseless dilution

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We used to dream far beyond our reality

I used to see more happy beings

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I watched a DVD a friend gave me

Inspired by footage of the last one hundred years by the sea

And what I saw before my eyes

Scenes of effortless joy on their faces

Where's it all gone wrong?

Oh so connected, Internet-infected souls,

They don't know where to go

We're in a world of progress and decay

But which was may that be